Oh, yes indeedy. That’s a big part of the reason why I won: I hadn’t played in so long I had to re-read the rules in the box to remember. And, of course, my wife was prepared to play by the rules she was used to: the way everyone else plays. So she was off-balance from the beginning.
I still hated the game, but I was glad to have the game over in under 2 hours, for a change.
It appears the auction rule, by his own admission, devolves into a family feud just as fast. Mind you, we have, somewhere, a Waddingtons game of mid-70s vintage called ‘Safari’, that my dad brought home from a charity shop, with a ruleset of almost tabletop RPG levels of complexity, which we attempted to play. Once. It sparked an argument so ferocious that it was placed at the top of a high cupboard and Never Spoken Of Again.
tries searching to find where I was… it isn’t there any more
tries scrolling up
autoloads, jumps up, skips stuff, jumps to top.
tries scrolling down
autoloads, jumps down, skips stuff, jumps to bottom
And there’s some thought to Battleship. A tedious otherwise-random search array which goes after the odds on one row and the evens on the next will beat a tedious completely random search array.
What’s strange is that I don’t see the sexism in the jello commercial. Sure it’s picturing a housewife, but housewives are real and at least it is acknowledging that there is real work to be done. Women who work in the home were the target demographic there, though there’s no reason a man couldn’t make jello (or be working at home). I actually kind of like the animation style.